Author's note: Another chapter. I had to touch it up a bit, so sorry for the long wait. Introducing Sango.
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"wenn dieser tag der letzte ist
bitte sag es mir noch nicht
wenn das das ende für uns ist
sag's nich' - noch nich' "
"De Letzte Tag" -Tokio Hotel
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Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha, only the plotline.
Night Searchers
Chapter Two
By: gothic-czech-vampire
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I mulled over Miroku's words as I watched late night television shows. "How pathetic you were..."
Fortunately, or unfortunately, all of my kind are different, just as humans are. Some are allergic to sunlight (I know Count D. was. What a dreadful, overdramatic man he was...), some are nocturnal. Not even twins are the same. Either way, most newly changed vampires have to make some sort of arrangement to their lifestyle, whether it be sleeping at day, drinking blood, or asking to remove the garlic from garlic bread. For example, I prefer to be out and about from six-thirty in the evening until dawn, but I will survive in the sunlight. I might have a slighth tan at the end of the day, but I can survive.
Miroku, on the other hand, is highly allergic to sunlight and gags at even the mention of blood.
The more I replayed his words again in my slightly inane mind, the more angry it made me. How dare he speak to me like that! I know what he would have said, which is just as bad as actually hearing it said aloud. My mind told me to move and hunt, but my body simply would not cooperate. I stood finally, ignoring the tingling sensation running throughout my right leg.
The caffine of Sprite was kicking in, so I grabbed a dark colored sweater and headed outside. I decided to lock the apartment's door, for I did not know, nor care, if Miroku was home or not. He probably wasn't. I walked past two people in an alleyway, doing who-knows-what, and made a face as the scent washed over me.
Miroku was either feeding or...I didn't care to think about it.
I could have known it was him even if I couldn't smell him. With his oh-so-soft-and-shiny chestnut hair and endless violet holes for eyes, Miroku was fairly easy to spot in a crowd. Maybe it was his vampiric aura, which drew humans to him. Maybe it was only him.
Whatever it was, Miroku could not blend in, no matter how hard he tried.
I kept walking. The drugstore was only a block away and I needed to talk to Sango.
Sango. Sango Cowell, fellow vampire and longtime friend. Ever since I met her at a diner in London around 1945, we had become fast friends. Somehow, her hair always stayed the same color, even as she insisted that hair dye was not in her closet. It was a dark brown with red streaks, always styled very long and layered. Her eyes were the only things that changed about her. The last time I saw Sango, they were a brilliant brown.
I always hesitate to spar a woman, but never for the same reason as I do Sango. When fighting, her opponent either loses badly or killed. I am not fond of losing, and I don't intend to die anytime soon, so I avoid fighting her.
I entered the drugstore, asking the cashier if he had seen Sango. He directed me upstairs, to the apartments.
"She's in there." He pointed down the hall to the last door on the left. He burped loudly. I waited until he stumbled down the stairs before knocking.
Sango answered immediately. "I saw you from the window." She smiled and opened the door, inviting me in.
The apartment was not at it's best, to put it kindly. Clothes littered the floor, dust was gathering in the corners, and human necessities sprawled about the room. The blinds were shut.
I turned my attention back to her. "What's with..." I trailed off, gesturing around the room.
"I was..." She cleared her throat. "Stripped of my powers."
"What?.!." I exclaimed. "How did this happen? What did you do?"
Sango bristled. "I had no choice. Kagura...she just came here, we had a bit of a row, and before I knew it, I was stripped." She rubbed her arm, which I now noticed held a large bruise. "She beat me up pretty good, don't you think?"
I took in her human features. Her hair was the same (as always), but her eyes seemed to have less light in them then before. She looked as if she gained some weight in her human form. Not much, just noticable. She was still thin, just not as thin as she was. Dark circles hung beneath her eyes. I noticed that her breasts had gotten a bit smaller. I frowned.
Sango crossed her arms over her chest and scowled at me. "This is me in my human form." Her voice seemed less raspy as it always had been. "My seventeen-year-old human self."
"Your human self clearly eats a lot." I muttered.
She set her jaw. "My human self has also not eaten since 1943. It had a lot of catching up to do." She walked into her small kitchen. "Would you like some tea?"
I shook my head. She shrugged and put the kettle on. "Sit down." She said, her accent becoming more and more obvious with every word she said. I sat awkwardly on her couch.
"You know..." She continued, coming to sit down with two cups of tea. "You always used to be comfortable here. Taking a beer whenever you wanted, using my shower, watching TV--"
I stood suddenly. "Well things aren't how they used to be, now are they?" I headed for the door. I looked back once, only to see Sango smiling in a knowing way.
The problem was that I didn't know what she knew.
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B.B.: Hi
Capturer-of-night: hey...how's things going?
B.B.: great. perfect. new girl at school's getting all the guys
Capturer-of-night: who?
B.B.: she calls herself sango cow or something. she seems to like me though
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"Sango!" I yelled over her laughing. "Sango, that's NOT cool!"
She tried to stop laughing. "I know, but it's funny! She has no idea, does she?"
"...No."
"Well then she'll never know that I'm spying on her."
I groaned. "Sango, please." The pout doesn't work over telephone, so I only had my puppy-dog voice to do.
She laughed. "I won't hurt your poor Kagome, don't worry 'bout that."
"You better not."
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"So?"
"So, what?" I say.
"Is the deed done?"
"Of course. Who do you take me for?"
"Heh. There are so many answers to that one."
"She's under surveillance. I made sure of it."
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